Chapter 1783

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Last Man

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The instant Zhuo Wen's fingertips landed on the halberd shadow, the surface of the halberd shadow emitted a dull sound. Soon after, Zhuo Wen felt a numbing sensation coming from the fingertips of his right hand. An invisible force flowed through his right hand and into his entire body.

The rebounding force was extremely strong. If it was an ordinary Early-stage Earth Immortal, the rebounding force would have turned him into dust. However, Zhuo Wen had cultivated the Indestructible Divine Body of Myriad Tao, which had raised his realm to the level of a Lesser Perfection Divine Body.

His strong physical body was able to withstand the force of the recoil.

Whoosh!

The halberd shadow changed its direction once more and flashed straight towards Zhuo Wen's heart, whereas, Zhuo Wen's entire body slowly vanished in the sky under the boost of his Dao Insight, causing the halberd shadow to miss once more, whereas, Zhuo Wen once again appeared behind the halberd shadow before pointing out with his finger once more.

Just like this, Zhuo Wen relied on the terrifying speed enhanced by his Dao Insight to avoid the pursuit of the halberd images time and time again, and he instead took a counterattacking stance and utilized the endless continuous force of the Nether Spring Finger to blast the halberd images.

Zhuowen's speed was so fast that Pan Fei and Ji Chenyan, who were in the Celestial Pool, could not see Zhuowen's figure clearly. Many people in the square were also unable to catch up with Zhuowen's speed.

Only the more than ten Ancestor level existences sitting cross-legged on the futon could catch sight of Zhuowen's figure.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After dozens of exchanges, the surface of the halberd shadow became dimmer and was on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were like bolts of lightning. He pointed with his right hand at the halberd, and then a series of muffled sounds resounded from the halberd. Then, the halberd collapsed from the tip to the end.

After doing all this, Zhuowen slowly descended onto the Celestial Pond, completely ignoring the astonished gazes of the surrounding people. He opened his mouth and inhaled like a giant whale inhaling water, swallowing and exhaling the surging Celestial Qi in the surroundings, using this to heal the injuries caused by the halberd shadows.

Pan Fei stared at Zhuo Wen with fear in his eyes. Zhuo Wen's attack didn't seem very strong to him, but the speed that Zhuo Wen displayed just now made him extremely fearful. Zhuo Wen's speed far surpassed his own.

Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes were complicated. She looked at Zhuowen, who was sitting cross-legged, and her heart was filled with shock.

"Three people have persisted to the fiftieth breath …"

Dou Hua nodded slightly, his eyes filled with admiration. At the same time, two figures stood quietly at the entrance of the Central Divine Palace below Dou Hua.

Due to the powerful restriction placed at the entrance of the hall and the fact that everyone's attention was on the battle of the gods, no one noticed the two figures at the entrance of the hall.

Zhuowen was no stranger to these two figures. They were Yuan Hongwen and Hao Bo, who had entered the third floor of the crystal tower in the Celestial Market.

At this moment, Yuan Hongwen had his hands behind his back. His eyes were like torches as they fell on Ji Chenyan. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Chenyan's improvement is really fast. She can actually persist to the fiftieth breath."

Hao Bo's eyes were cold. His gaze fell on Zhuowen and he said in a low voice, "Young master, Zhuowen has also persisted to the fiftieth breath. This boy is really not simple, especially the speed he displayed just now …"

Yuan Hongwen pondered and said lightly, "This boy has indeed exceeded my expectations, especially his speed. He can look down on the world among the Earthly Immortals. However, in terms of strength, he is not good. He can't last more than sixty breaths."

Hao Bo nodded. He had no objection to Yuan Hongwen's judgment. It could be said that he trusted Yuan Hongwen completely.

It was not without reason that Yuan Hongwen was called the God's Child from the heavens and was treated with great importance by the Chaos Divine Master, Dou Hua.

At the fifty-first breath, the pressure rolled over like a tidal wave. Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes changed slightly. She looked at Zhuowen who was not far away and gritted her teeth. The moment she came into contact with the pressure, her body trembled and her face turned pale. She was on the verge of collapse.

Sighing softly, Ji Chenyan took a step and left the Celestial Pool. At this moment, there were only two people left in the Celestial Pool. They were the peak Earthly Immortal Pan Fei and the early Earthly Immortal Zhuowen.

"This boy can still persist, damn it …"

He Yu's eyes were gloomy to the extreme. His heart was burning with jealousy. He was extremely unhappy that Zhuowen could persist until now.

Of course, there was even more fear in He Yu's heart. Since Zhuo Wen's cultivation advanced to the initial-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm, Zhuo Wen's strength seemed to have undergone a transformation. He had actually become so formidable, and the thing he feared the most was Zhuo Wen's speed.

Not only He Yu, but the other representatives of the Saint Talisman Clan, such as Kong Haogan, Wei Rui, Situ Nianyue and the others, also showed fear. They began to secretly pay attention to Zhuowen.

Among this group of people, the one who felt the most unbalanced was Jiang Zhe of the Icefire Clan. At this moment, Jiang Zhe's gaze was fixed on Zhuowen. His heart was filled with complicated resentment.

He had never thought that this boy, who was only at the Minor Sun Heavenly Saint Realm back then, was just an ant that he could casually crush. In this short period of time, this boy's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. He had actually triumphantly advanced all the way to the early Earthly Immortal Realm.

Not only that, this boy's strength was unfathomable, to the point that Jiang Zhe couldn't see through him. Originally, Jiang Zhe had planned to completely eliminate Zhuowen at the end of the Divine Battle.

But now, it seemed that whether he could kill Zhuowen was full of uncertainty.

At this moment, the pressure of the 06st breath surged over, turning into an invisible tide that crashed into the celestial pond and slammed into the bodies of the only two people left.

Pan Fei's eyes were solemn. He roared angrily and once again used the Beast Claw Technique. The huge beast claw grabbed Pan Fei's entire body, resisting the terrifying pressure that was surging over.

Zhuowen's eyes were solemn. In the face of this tide-like pressure, his speed no longer had any advantage. He could only resist it head-on.

"This boy seems to have reached his limit. Under this pressure, his speed no longer has any advantage."

He Yu sneered. The other people in the square also nodded in agreement. Zhuowen's attack power wasn't particularly strong. His only advantage was his terrifying speed. Since speed was no longer useful, Zhuowen had lost his only advantage.

Zhuowen stood quietly, quietly staring at the invisible tide that was surging over. Then, he put his palms together, and an extremely terrifying golden light erupted from his body.

"Immortal Art Asks Buddha!

I ask Buddha: A world in a flower, a Buddha in a leaf, a Bodhi in a Zen! "

A solemn voice slowly recited from Zhuowen's mouth. Then, a terrifying Buddha light soared into the sky, enveloping Zhuowen's entire body.

This Buddha light shrouded the void, and finally revealed a huge ancient Buddha shadow sitting in the void.

Zhuowen stepped forward and came in front of the ancient Buddha shadow. A huge Bodhi tree bloomed in front of the ancient Buddha shadow. Zhuowen came to the Bodhi tree, sat down cross-legged, and chanted a complicated scripture in a state of enlightenment.

Golden scriptures were spat out from Zhuowen's mouth. Like a long snake, they circled around the ancient Buddha shadow, forming an extremely strong defense.

Boom! Boom!

Boom! The moment the ancient Buddha shadow was formed, a tidal wave of pressure came crashing down on the ancient Buddha shadow, producing endless sounds of explosions.

When the ancient Buddha shadow sat down cross-legged and chanted silently, it was motionless like a mountain. It wasn't affected by the tidal wave of pressure at all.

Zhuowen had often consulted Shi Ji about his Immortal Art Asks Buddha and Demon Transformations. Through Shi Ji's teachings, he had a qualitative understanding of the Asks Buddha and Demon Transformations. In addition, his cultivation base had reached the Early-stage of the Earth Immortal Realm. At this moment, the Asks Buddha he displayed was much more powerful than before.

"He blocked it!"

Everyone in the square was in an uproar when they saw the ancient Buddha silhouette sitting in the void. No one had expected that Zhuo Wen would actually possess such a terrifying and powerful Immortal Technique.

Dou Hua squinted his eyes and took a deep look at Shi Ji. He had seen Shi Ji use this Immortal Art Asks Buddha and Demon Transformations before. It was Shi Ji's famous Immortal Art and also his strongest Immortal Art.

Since Shi Ji was willing to impart such a powerful Immortal Art to Zhuowen, one could see that Shi Ji really treated Zhuowen as his successor.

Fifty-second breath, fifty-third breath … The experts in the center of the Immortal Pool were still stepping out one by one. As the number of experts stepping out increased, the pressure became stronger and more bizarre.

At the sixtieth breath, the pressure in the Immortal Pool had reached an extremely terrifying level. Even if it was a late-stage Earth Immortal Realm expert, if he were to be in the Immortal Pool, his physical body would probably be crushed by the pressure.

Pan Fei's face was pale. The beast claws surrounding him had collapsed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and had no choice but to withdraw from the Immortal Pool.

However, his harvest this time was not small. He had stayed in the Celestial Pool for 15 breaths of time. The amount of Celestial Qi he had absorbed was enough to match his previous 15 years of cultivation. This was an extremely terrifying ratio.

The moment Pan Fei withdrew, the huge ancient Buddha shadow that Zhuowen was sitting cross-legged on began to tremble violently. Fine cracks appeared on its surface.

At the entrance of the Central Divine Palace, Hao Bo's pupils shrank as he looked at the cracks on the surface of the ancient Buddha shadow. He couldn't help but praise Yuan Hongwen, "Young Master's prediction is indeed god-like. This kid's limit is indeed sixty breaths. It seems that in this War of the Gods, there is no one like you who can last for a hundred breaths in the Immortal Pool."

Yuan Hongwen clasped his hands behind his back. He gazed indifferently at Zhuowen who was in the Immortal Pool below and said, "It's commendable that this kid could last for sixty breaths. If I'm not wrong, the Immortal Qi he absorbed during these sixty breaths will probably allow him to advance to the mid-stage Earth Immortal Realm."

Hao Bo nodded. The benefits of the Immortal Pool were well known. It could greatly increase the chances of a breakthrough. With Zhuowen's comprehension, it was really possible for him to break through to the late-stage Earth Immortal Realm.

Under the Bodhi Tree, Zhuowen slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was like a torch that pierced through the lush Bodhi leaves and fell on the cracked ancient Buddha shadow above.

"Can't hold on any longer?"

Zhuo Wen mumbled in a low voice. His right hand formed a seal, and a formless ripple spread out. At this moment, he had used his will of the Way. Suddenly, the ancient Buddha's light shone brightly, and it climbed to another peak.

The cracks on the surface of the ancient Buddha shadow were also slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hao Bo immediately noticed this scene. He opened his mouth slightly and looked at Yuan Hongwen.